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Oct 2014
I've been hit,
I've been grabbed.
I've been pinned down,
I've been forced.

But wanting you
And living in fear,
Compared to the acts themselves,
This almost feels worse.
Some days I could kiss you,
then I remember all the reasons why I can't.
My sense of trust,
it's so ****** up.
WickedHope
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WickedHope  27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell
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